(A/N) HI people, its Robby. I know this is kind of shitty, but it's my first story. I know a lot of pain, but I'm not that small or fragile, so if you have this experience, and want me add more, review. Any complaints, parts that need to be in more chapters, giving me ideas, or just reviewing for the hell of it, go ahead. (I seriously don't care)

I lay on my bed, silently waiting, for Papa to come. I hated it. It hurt. But I don't want to be pitied, to be treated differently, or for anybody to get hurt.

"Rima! Rima! You don't need to go through this! You can put him away for child abuse, and he's not even drunk! Rima, if you tell anybody, Amu, Yaya, Kairi, Nagi, somebody!" KusuKusu pleaded. I winced at Nagihiko's nickname, and I didn't even know why. I shook my head. "Please!" KusuKusu voice cracked.

Then I heard the thump, thump of Papa's heavy and tired feet slowly climbing up the stairs. I cowered under the covers, as KusuKusu hugged my fingers. Even though my heart continued to race, I slowed my breathing down, hoping that if that he thought I was asleep, he wouldn't do anything. I should know that it never would've worked.

"Don't even try to fake girly. Your Mama's got the night shift so no one's going to help you." He growled. Then he released a cackle that the villains would always do. He grabbed my golden hair and forced me to the hard, yet carpeted floor.

"No one's here to help you little bitch." he whispered aggressively, as he kicked my stomach continually.

"Stop! You're hurting her!" KusuKusu yelled at the creature who couldn't hear her. For once, I was glad some people can't see charas. KusuKusu wouldn't get hurt because of me. Well at least physically.

I began to cough up blood, as he continued to kick. He picked me up threw me up at the wall. I screamed out in pain, as it shot out throughout my body.

"Shuddap, bitch." Papa, no, the creature, snarled. It uppercutted me in the stomach. I coughed more blood, and foolishly tried to resist. It cackled once again, then threw me against the wall.

"Don't try girl. You can't do anything." it laughed, and resumed to kicking and punching me, my body growing too tired and numb to try and get away.

"That's it. Rima, I'm getting help!" KusuKusu screamed. I shook my head, silently pleading no.

"What's the matter girl? Haven't have enough?" It grabbed my wrist and twisted. I gave a weak scream. My body was too weak, but the pain spread through my body, like a million needles. I slowly gave into the darkness…

"Rima…. Rima…" a voice called out to me. "Rima, wake up! We're going to be late!" I felt my blankets being tossed to the floor. I blinked my eyes open. KusuKusu was floating above me. I looked at my body to see what it did after I blacked out. I was surprised to see medical wrappings covering my arms. I looked at KusuKusu for an explanation.

"After you blacked out, he shook you around, trying to wake you up. He threw you up against the wall a few times. Then he reached into his pocket and got a pocket knife. He… he… he cut you Rima, again and again and th-th-there was bl-bl-blood… He laughed as if it was funny, it wasn't funny, and h-he li-li-licked the bl-bl-blood. Later your Mama came and she was shocked by the sight of you, she patched you up, and put you in bed. We have to tell someone Rima!" she pleaded. I stared at her. Momma helped me? I shook my head to KusuKusu plea. I got out of bed. As soon as I got up, pain rushed to my head, to my arms, and to my shoulder. I gasped.

"Are you alright Rima?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'll ditch Phys Ed later."

KusuKusu stared at me in disbelief. "Rima, we can avoid this if you tell somebody!"

I shook my head and slowly got dressed. I had enough to time to walk to school and make it on time. KusuKusu and I walked silently. At school, everyone noticed something was up. Kureiji- sensei didn't yell at me, and Amu was always staring at me. With each step to my next class (without Amu), my sight deteriorated. I felt dizzy. With each step, I felt like I was going to fall down. Someone from behind slightly pushed me and muttered "sorry" as they quickly walked by. I tipped over, then swayed. And then I fell with my head heading (A/N) No pun intended, I just couldn't find another word) towards the floor. Suddenly, someone grabbed my waist and pulled me up. The back of my head hit the person's chest. I rubbed my head as I turned around to stare into the amber eyes of the shmucking purple- head, with his signature smirk. I gave a weak attempt to push him away.

"What the hell do you fudging want?" I muttered. I waited for an answer. I didn't get one, so I looked up into his face to see what was wrong. He stared back, his face full of concern, worry, confusion and... Anger?

Suddenly he pushed my body towards him, and tucked my locks behind me. "Rima, if your hiding something, either you're going to tell me, or I'll find out somehow. So tell me now, are you hiding something? I can tell if you're lying." He released me from his hold, but his hand gripped my wrist.

"What the hell do you want?"

A growl rumbled rom his throat. "Rima, I want to help a friend. Is that a crime?"

A friend? He thinks we're friends? Even after what I do to him?

I took a breath and sighed. He could see through my acting, but I'm going to give it a try. I grabbed on to his shirt and gave him my most innocent look.

"Nagihiko, I swear, when I'm ready I'll tell you guys, okay?" I whispered. He didn't look convinced. The angry glint in his eyes lingered. The throb in my head continued, and tears emerged from my eyes.

"Mashiro, are you okay?"

"Yeah."

For the rest of the day, I went to classes, people always asking if I was alright. I kept hoping that no one asked. Afterschool the former Guardians went to go check on Rikka, Hikaru, and Kairi. The charas all flew away somewhere. Amu and I were sharing a knowing smile, watching the Queen always complaining to the King, and he was complying to her every need. Rikka had changed the boy, he was still emo around most people, but he let his guard down around Rikka. Usually. (A/N: My next story is going to be Rikka and Hikaru, and people, please write more of them, there's barely any!)

"Hikaru, I want some cookies."

"Rikka, you're going to get fat."

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease."

"Ugh. Fine."

Tadase and Kairi became developed in a conversation about a new Ace. Yaya and Amu were talking to the Guardians, and Kukai and Nagihiko talking about basketball (even though Kukai's pure love shone for futball a.k.a soccer he enjoyed other sports, just not as much.) I was glad, he was too distracted to bother me.

Amu, hearing this, sparked an idea in her mind.

"Hey, Rima, why don't you go out with Kirishiima?"

Damn Amu and her stupid ideas.

"Not interested."

Yaya suddenly giggled and whispered into Rikka's ear. Rikka grinned, and Yaya whispered to Amu.

"Really?" she exclaimed. And glanced at Kukai and Nagihiko. I turned around to see what they were gossiping about. Nagihiko was staring intently at our little group, and Kukai was blabbering on about this American thing called soccer, that was really futball, and their version of football was used with hands, the weirdos.

Nagihiko was only half- listening, while trying to listen in on our conversation.

"Jealous much?" Amu yelled to Nagi.

"What the hell you talkin about lady?" Nagi asked. Everyone laughed, even me and Hikaru.

I wish I could stay like this forver.